The walk back to Minho's apartment was quick- he grabbed my hand and damn near ran us back to his place. We were inside in an instant and heading up the stairs to his room. In the upper hallway he paused, pushing me against the wall, his arms caging me there.
His mouth crashed down on mine, his body pressed against me as much as possible. I whimpered against his mouth and that did something to him. He growled and ground his hips against me. My eyes flew open in shock as I realized how very much he was enjoying this.
He pulled away and started kissing down my neck, nibbling and biting as he did. "Holy shit." I thought "I need to calm down- this is too much, and not enough all at once." My mind was wild.
"You're so damn hot." Minho breathed against my neck, biting me there, marking me. The twinge of pain was so sexy, and I didn't even mind. My arms were around his, under his jacket, playing along his muscled back.
His hands were everywhere, grabbing my ass, pulling me closer- under my hoodie, tracing my abs. I was dizzy with sensations- any memory of my earlier cold shower gone. "Minho.." I moaned, his name a prayer on my lips.
"I love the sound of my name coming from your lips, baby." He whispered, his hands at my zipper, which would usually concern me, but his words were clouding any other coherent thoughts at that moment. His hand was on my hip, not going further- but the promise was there.
"Oh Minho, I would say anything you wanted me to right now. "I sighed and his lips were on mine again, his tongue finding my own and dancing as if they'd been doing it for years. Another, louder moan came from my throat and Minho's hand moved inside my jeans. Minho's hand on the back of my neck the only thing keeping my head from falling back in pure bliss.
"Oh Fuuuck!" a voice announced, and I immediately recognized it as Seungmin.
"Oh fuck was right." My brain computed. Minho pulled away from the kiss languidly- not a care in the world, though he carefully shielded my body and where is hand was from our friend.
"Go away, Seungmin." He mumbled, obviously annoyed.
"NO way! This is gold!" he laughed "Hey guys, look what I found, he said cheerily, turning his phone toward us. He was on facetime with Chan, Changbin, Felix and Hyunjin.
I was scarlet, my embarrassment skyrocketed, and I could have died right there. I heard a chorus of whoops and cheers mixed with laughter from the phone, but I didn't see their reaction because my face was buried in Minho shoulder at that moment.
"Yah, Minsung for life!" Changbin's loud voice cheered, obviously pleased.
"Oi! Whoa, oh, OH!" Chan's voice squeaked, surprised.
Felix's deep nervous laugh was present and Hyunjin sounded like he was the one who was just caught by all his friends being groped and making out with his longtime crush. Drama at it's finest.
"At least Jeongin had been spared." I thought until his voice travelled up the stairs, asking "Seungmin, are we going to lunch or not? "Nevermind." I amended.
"Minho, couldn't you take him to your room before you started to maul him?" Hyunjin asked, having calmed his hysterics.
"Are we going to lunch? Jeongin asked again, having reached the top of stairs. "Oh. His eyes travelled over the scene before him, not sure how to react. Something like terror in his eyes.
"I think Minho found something tastier to eat." Seungmin chuckled and a chorus of loud cackles rang through the hall.
I wanted to die. I wanted to melt through the floor. I wanted Minho to kiss me again.
"Minho, please. "I whispered. I needed out of there and I didn't think my feet could move if they tried to.
"Baby. Look at me." He whispered and my face raised from his shoulder, my eyes meeting his, as he commanded. He gathered me in his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist like they were created to do so. He walked us to his door, his back to our friends, hiding me as well as he could. He slammed us through the door, kicking it closed behind him. More loud raucous guffaws and whoops sounding from Seungmin's phone.
"Wow that was hot." I thought as he placed me gently on his bed. He looked down at me, fire in his eyes. I looked up at him, his lips, pink and slightly swollen from kissing me, I realized.
"Are you okay, baby?" He asked, looking over me concerned. I must have looked a mess, flushed face, red bite marks on my neck, hair mussed and pants partially undone.
"I'm fine. I must look ridiculous though." I admitted my thoughts.
"No, you look so sexy right now. I can't believe it took me so long to kiss you." He shook his head.
"Yeah?" I asked- my confidence bolstered by his compliments. "What are you going to do about it then?" I challenged, leaning my weight onto my arms, reclining slightly on his bed, my tongue darting out to lick my lips seductively.
Minho bit his lip and narrowed his eyes at me. "You're a tease, you know that?' He asked and descended upon me, pushing me all the way back on his bed, pinning me down with his body.
"I'm going to make you forget everything you thought you knew before me." He declared and kissed me roughly.
"H-how?" I asked stupidly. He smiled wickedly at me, pushing my hoodie and t shirt up and over my head. His mouth trailed kisses along collarbone to each shoulder as he caressed my arms.
"You've gotten so muscled." He mused, taking his time to appreciate my hard work in the gym. "Every time you show your arms I can hardly focus. It's all I can do to keep my hands off you." His mouth found my nipple, rolling it with his tongue, and I was completely at his mercy.
My hands buried in his hair, pulling slightly, seeing if he liked it. This roughness earned me a small "Mmmmph." And equal treatment of my other nipple. I was on fire, Minho's weight on me the only thing keeping me from levitating. His mouth moved on kissing down my stomach, his tongue traced every split in my muscles, making me squirm beneath him.
I giggled, "Ach, nah- It tickles!" I squealed.
"Shh. You don't want an audience again, do you?" he mumbled, never stopping his mouth's explorations.
"No!" I hissed and was suddenly aware they are probably still close by. "Should we stop?" I asked, suddenly hyper aware of where we were.
"No.", he moaned. "Let me taste you baby." His hands were at my waistband, working my jeans down. That "baby" was dangerous. I knew it. He knew it.
He swiftly shifted and removed my shoes, socks and in one swift motion, my jeans were in a heap in the floor next to my hoodie.
"Taste me?" Again, I asked stupidly. He reappeared, kissed me quickly and violently. He looked at me and flashed that wicked smile at me again. The realization struck and suddenly my anxiety spiked. He pushed me back down and disappeared, kneeling between my legs that hung over the side of bed. "Minho- I've never..." I started to talk myself out of the situation.
"I know." he said, winking and pushed me back against the mattress. He kept one hand on my abs as his other hand closed around my dick, stroking me a few times. "Baby you are beautiful" He mused before drawing me into his mouth.
I couldn't breathe. I saw stars, every single solitary nerve on my being was screaming in delicious agony and pleasure at the same time. "ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod!" my brain screamed but not in panic this time.
I melted into the mattress as his mouth worked over me, for once, words eluding me. I suddenly realized why Felix and Changbin closed themselves in his room every chance they got.
My fingers wound into the sheets around me, desperate for something to anchor me. I was panting, whimpering, dying and yet so alive. It had only been a couple minutes, but I knew I wouldn't last much longer. "Baby, I-" I rasped out, struggling to form words "I'm going to come." I breathed, warning him.
He growled and continued, pulling my hands to his head. I wound my fingers in his hair again and as he moaned around me, my eyes saw midnight and glittering stars as I released. "Wow." I sighed.
My head swam and my heart beat like I had just run a mile. I lifted my head slightly and saw Minho's perfect face. That devilish smirk on his lips. He wiped his mouth with his thumb and licked it, and fuck if that wasn't the sexiest thing I' had ever seen.
"You taste like heaven, baby. "He said and laid next me.
Though he had kicked off his shoes and lost his jacket, I suddenly felt he was far too clothed when I was so very not. I intended to remedy that as soon as I regained use of my limbs. But in that moment, all I could do is curl against him, in absolute shock of the day's turn of events. I kind of expected Chan's annoying voice to wake me up again. There was no way reality could be this good.
After a few minutes of listening to his steady heartbeat, I lifted my head and looked at him. He was so fucking handsome; I couldn't believe it.
"What?" he asked as I stared at him.
"You didn't- "I began.
"No, and you do not need to do anything, baby. I am so fucking happy right now." He giggled.
Minho giggled. I was in shock yet again. I was still a little unsure of my sexual prowess but wanted desperately to try. I was not usually very dominant, but I boldly traced my hand down his body and undid his pants. I clumsily shimmied Minho's pants off his legs and helped him out of his shirt. I gulped, my hands starting to shake.
"Hey, Baby." Minho said, grabbing my hands in his. Don't do anything you don't want to." He reassured me.
I nodded and although I maybe wasn't ready to give him head, I knew what I could do, that I had plenty of practice at. I smiled at him, kissed him and reached my hand down his boxers, pulling him out.
I held his length in my hand and was surprised, even after feeling his dick pressed against me earlier, it was impressive.
I shifted briefly, opening his bedside drawing to find what I was looking for. Sure enough there was a bottle of lube and I squirted some into my hand, going back to stroking him. I laid next to him, kissing his neck, and teasing his nipples, like he did to mine, stroking him while I did. His expression went slack as I explored him, learning where his breathing changed when I bit him or sucked on his neck.
When he started to groan, I knew he was close. I pumped him faster, using a unique pump/ twist wrist technique I thought he might like. It worked exactly as I thought it would and Minho was squirming and moaning loudly "Jisuung..", he was coming, hot and fast on his stomach and my hand. I thought he was handsome before, but Minho in the throes of orgasm was a God.
He had said my name. Mine. I was in disbelief.
He panted, his eyes open slightly and smiled at me. I smiled back and slid out of the bed, going to his adjoining bathroom to grab a wet towel to clean him off.
I wiped him off and discarded the towel, curling around him in the bed again.
He held me and I felt calm and perfect in that moment. We stayed that way a long time, talking between kisses. I was the most relaxed I had been in a long time.
Hours passed of making out, cuddling, and talking like we had been doing this since the world began. Sometime in the early evening, Minho's phone started buzzing and he sighed, retrieving it from his pants pocket. I lounged against the pillows on his bed, luxuriating in his scent, which surrounded me. "He smells go good." I thought-completely whipped for this man. I closed my eyes and smiled, borrowing in his blanket further.
"Hello?" Minho answered the phone. He had it on speaker, so I heard clearly.
"Hey, when you and Jisung are finished sucking each other's dicks, you care to join us for dance rehearsal? Chan's voice came from the phone, followed by a chorus of laughs and the unmistakable sound of our friends throwing themselves around like idiots.
I blushed instantly and let out a shrill squeaky sound. I clapped my hand over my mouth, but it was too late- they had heard me.
"Ach! Is he good, Jisung?" Changbin shouted through the phone, and I kept quiet.
"You guys are assholes." Minho said into his phone and glared at it. "We're on the way." He explained, pulling on his pants, and tossing me my clothes.
We dressed quickly, helping each other fix our hair and only stopping a few times to sneak a kiss or two. We made the trip to the practice facility in record time, considering we held hands and stopped once when Minho pushed me up against the wall of an alley to give me another hickey. We arrived within 15 minutes, and I was flushed, still abuzz with to activities of the day. Minho held my hand on the way to or space, knowing my anxiety was up. I had to face all our friends and they knew.
Minho kissed me breathless one more time before he opened the door, whispering in my ear. "Remember, Look at me, baby." I nodded, meeting his gaze and I was centered. Calmed. The door opened to dance practice and the six jerks we called our brothers.